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Posted on 01/13/2014 11:02:07 AM PST by BigEdLB
Glenn Beck sends a lot of emails. Hell email full monologues of for the show, clips from TheBlaze he wants posted, good job notes when someone pulls off a big project, and stories he wants the news team to look into. And sometimes he emails something that just made him laugh with only You have got to post this! Fantastically funny.
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Yep.. it was Hank!
Obviously a burglar broke in, did the deed and planted evidence on the dog!!
I can bet you the other two dogs were involved as well. How do I know? When we had a GSD.. we had an open top trash can. Well, one day.. there he is. Shoving his big head into the trash and dropping the food on the floor. For whom? The Boston Terrier and the Cairn Terrier. All three got scolded and we got the trash can with an automatic closing lid. All 3 in cahoots!
He was set up!
Where’s the cat?!?
You know as well as I do that when mayhem happens... there is a cat involved somewhere. I have to admit that the video made me howl. Doggies always give themselves away, don’t they?
Yep...I’ve been trying to find the guilty cat that I *know* must be hiding in my house for 20 years.
So far, no luck
Just my angelic dogs and all this mysterious mayhem.
The cat is hiding in the walls.. why else would Alice go there? He was trying to eliminate the bad seed. (gosh, I hope Slings doesn’t read this. He’ll send me kitty hate mail).
Those are three of the sweetest, most adorable dogs I have ever seen! Thanks so much. I needed some cheering up! :)
My roommate would leave me with the dogs and I would have then secured out with their crate on the enclosed sun porch while I worked in the kitchen, as I couldn't stand having them underfoot in the kitchen while I was trying to task.
One morning there was a loud crashing sound out on the porch and I walked out and the scene was EXACTLY what was in this clip... The greasy paper towels in the trash can from pepperoni pizza the previous night was too tempting for the bigger dog... and the look of complete humiliation and shame on his face was beyond priceless. The look he had when he realized he was completely busted, and wearing the lid of the trash can like a victorian collar... well, it was exactly like at the end of the movie Uncle Buck when all the pots and pans come crashing down.
I miss my buddies.
I’m sure in the last 300 years, people have had cats, here.
I think I have a Ghost Cat.
[that would explain the shadows I see out of the corners of m eyes and the dogs growling at “nothing”]
Maybe I should name it “Catspar”.
[Alice went there because he’s a freakin’ idiot]
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